Arrowtown #6 - Can be read as standalone
Obsidian River, known to his friends as 'Dian' has lived a long and comfortable life, working as an enforcer for the Paranormal Council with his friend Eagle. Being sent to Arrowtown to track down a faint lead on a missing rhino shifter was an everyday occurrence. Besides, he would get to catch up with an old friend, Cam and gossip had it, that Cam owned a bar and his mate owned a bakery. Dian was always a fan of fresh baked goods and beer. In his head it was simple - go to Arrowtown, sample some local fun and head home again. That was, until he heard a certain man laugh...
Keenak, known as Kee to everyone around him, hadn't been working at Cam's bar in Arrowtown long, but he already felt as though he'd found a permanent home. The people were friendly, he was renting a cute little apartment, and Brutus at the bakery made the best bear claws he'd ever had. It was nice, to just stop running - to shoot the breeze with the locals at the bar, and sleep in a warm bed at night. Cam's dislike of men in suits added to his feeling comfortable... until two men in suits came to town.
Pixie dust doesn't always make rainbows. When people start coming out of the woodwork after Kee, the two men must make a choice - run and pray no one catches up to them, or trust in the people of Arrowtown to keep them safe.
Dian and Kee are two new characters to Arrowtown, and this book can be read as a standalone. But the plot lines regarding the rhino and a certain rabbit in Cam's bar will mean more if you've read previous books in the series. This is an MM Fated Mates story containing graphic language, a few incidents of violence, and intimate situations between men written specifically for adults. Please store your ebooks responsibly.
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 2 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Tropes: Fated Mates / Soul Mates
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
They were walking down the hall, Dian trying to work out if it was worth teasing Cam about having such a friendly mate. But then he stopped, his feet frozen to the floor as he heard a male chuckle coming from the bar area. There was nothing special about the laughter – it came from a male, filled with happiness like from someone enjoying a joke with a friend. But the sound… It called to Dian’s inner beast, something that had never happened before.
“Oh, no. You’re not stopping here.” Cam came back, grabbing him around the arm. “I’m not turning down your business in my bar, but you come back later, when you’ve ditched your agency vibe and suits.” He tugged. Dian wasn’t sure he could move.
“I…” Fuck, my throat’s not working either. Dian tried to say something but ended up just waving his free hand.READ MORE
“NO!” Cam’s snarl caused silence in the bar room. “You…” Cam got behind him and started to push on his shoulder blades. “You weigh a fucking ton, but you are not standing here like a statue cluttering up my bar in a fucking suit. Move. Move. Move.”
“Dian?” Eagle was up in his face. “Hey, Dian are you okay, man?”
No, I’m not. My fucking feet have stuck to the floor. But neither Cam nor Eagle could hear his mental yelling. Nothing Cam was doing would make him move either, something Eagle seemed to understand.
“Shit. He’s having a glitch. Must’ve really needed that coffee.” Eagle bent down and grabbed around Dian’s knees. “You grab his shoulders, and we’ll carry him out of here. Maybe the fresh air, and the scent of coffee will bring him out of it.”
“This has happened before?” Cam grunted as Eagle lifted his legs, causing Dian to fall back into Cam’s arms.
“Nope.” Eagle was panting as the two men shuffled their way down the hall and into the bar. “But you know these ancient beings. They’re bound to get a bit rusty sometimes.”
Dian turned his head. It was all he could move by that stage, but his eyes scanned the curious faces of the bar patrons. There. His beast latched onto a wide-eyed beauty with slicked back blond hair and sharp features, holding onto a dishcloth behind the bar. Brilliant ice blue eyes followed their progress. That’s him. Mine! But Dian didn’t dare shift which was his beast’s intention. He couldn’t terrify a man before he knew his name. He barely noticed when Cam caught the top of his head with the door on their way out. I must not shift.